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The way I feel


To be true I don't feel like myself sometimes

I'm back down on feet

Please help me oh God

I'm hurting insaide, bleeding inside

Just trying to survive

Sometime I fell like I died and noone know an don't even ask why

 But it's okay, when I'm at the top making my dreams come true don't cry to me

The only thing I'm at top making my dreams come true don't cry to me 

The only thingI'm going do is live my life

Goodor bad

If...I get through all my feelings

Keeping my head up

Never look back at my feelings

Because if I do they take over

Even though they are apart of me

Sometimes they get to strong andcontrol me

I don't like going into my feelings because I hurt myself or some one else 

So I never look back at my feelings

 I'm trying to be found

In a world of love and not hate 

 Are feelings take over and some of us don't know what to say so we run to other's and

ask what should we do

Some people don't even give two fucks

Treat us like shit

And we ask what did we do to be treated like this

So you know to never look back at your feelings

Yeah but God gave us emotions so we all knew what we feeling

Emotions are a beautiful thing, they show the true coloers of a person

It can be dangerous thing, people kill theirselves because the shit they be going through

So much, that they think death is the best

But, your alive right

Okay then we don't live in a made up world where theres no death

Bitch this is reality

Some of you guys know what I'm saying

Soon we ALL going to die at sometime, no one lives for ever

"Okay fine"

"What does that mean to me!"

"live in hell sice I was a child"

"My demons will always burn me down with fire"

"I coudn't get back on my feet and my emotions took me down to my knees"

"Praying to god to take me out this live hell" "Please"

That was just a exaple but I'm not done, but I'll stop for now because I thinking about 

this for the past hour

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